User blog comment:Segalia/Great Power/@comment-3474228-20130413032040

Saxon slams his paw on a tree, causing the Long Patrol scout in front of him to flinch. "Darned traitors got there before us... Now we'll have t'wait it out, chaps. We'll give 'em a visit tomorrow." He then smiles. "Ah've got a few words fer m'old friend Horatio, wot."